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mindful mondays

April 1, 2013










It’s 7am. I don’t need to look through the cracks in the blinds to know that the sun is shining. I can hear it, the way the tires of the cars sound against the road, absent of the usual back splash of wet pavement. I rub my cold feet up against his calves and the sheets make a crinkly sound and I listen to him breathe for a while. There’s a chocolate stain in the shape of a fish bone on the white pillow case. Remnants from yesterday’s easter egg hunt. Outside, the birds are chirping. I especially like the song of the one that sounds like 2 small stones chipping against each other. His hair smells like he’s been in the wood shop. His neck smells of thyme. I’m making plans for the day in my head. I keep telling myself I should get up but the practice of mindfulness means that I must ignore the call of the later and focus on the now. Rarely does one get to sleep in on a Monday morning and I want to take full advantage of this gift. 5 minutes, I tell myself. I can listen to the birds outside my window and I can look at the shadows on the wall and I can kiss his neck and I can feel my feet warm up and I can, for 5 minutes, allow this spring feeling in with all my senses.

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4 Comments leave one →
  1. April 1, 2013 11:35 am

  2. April 1, 2013 12:23 pm

    You are a poet! 🙂

  3. April 4, 2013 11:24 am

    so lovely to see you here somewhat ‘regularly’ again (regular is a bit of an ugly word, so bear with me)…you were missed whilst you were traipsing around the globe. 🙂

  4. April 21, 2013 3:29 am

    Oh my! totally in love with this song… it was the tune of our trip!
    Love these photos, and the way you weave words… a little glimpse into your moments…

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